Just bought more of these tinned sweets for my Dad amongst other things.
This week has been so hard. I cannot really describe it.
My Dad arrived in the care home for 2 weeks’ respite on Monday.
My Mum slipped in the care home and fractured her hip (neck of femur) on Wednesday. She is 91 years old. I was super scared with her having surgery at that age and also being in A & E with her on Wednesday night for 5 hours. She was in so much pain. A & E was so busy. I’d never been to A & E before, it was a horrible experience. I left her at midnight when I could take no more, she was still having investigations, still not in a bed. I sat on a bench outside the hospital, utterly exhausted, I’d worked all day before that and had no dinner. I had a big cry while waiting for David to pick me up. A few people passed me including staff. No one asked if I was OK.
My Mum had her surgery late yesterday. It nearly got cancelled due to admin issues with their new computer system. Thankfully it went ahead and went well. I saw her this morning, a bit spaced out, in pain, but looked probably a bit better than I expected. The physios came to get her moving. I was very impressed with them and so proud of my Mum. A bit confused with her dementia but she was really trying to do as they asked. Frightened, in pain, feeling a bit out of it, but she was doing it. She has never had mobility issues before and wants to run before she can walk or even get out of the bed. Hopefully she will get there, with the right support.
So I am shattered. Again. Hoping for no more dramas over the weekend 🤞🤞🤞Happy weekend all.